This is a song about "Bastard son crying mother"

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

You get your ass kicked you ignorant bastard

I got that cold flow, winnipeg, this is work

Fatherless son to the rap game bastard

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

When mother lost's her son what's her pain.....

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

Compare me too that bastard pot head

Bastard who seems like a

A criminal grind nigga

In that time i'll be just great being a bastard,

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

And i don't care if she gone, in a long skirt

Cause im dressed to kill, fresh to death, get like me, bastard

Once i met a bastard

Fuck what you heard